Friday Drabble: Fall(ing)

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One-two-three… Edgar’s shuffling feet and padded cane sounded along the path.

Like some geriatric waltz.

Great piles of leaves dotted the park.

He waited to take his walk during the fall. He liked the brisk air, but wanted the higher sun to warm his face. His old bones.

Now the park was emptier, the joggers off to their jobs. A few moms pushed over-engineered carriages. Some toddlers fell over one another, brightly laughing.

When was the last time I ran? Laughed? Didn’t care?

He paused at a chest-high pile and looked about. He turned his lined face to the sun.

And fell.


15 thoughts on “Friday Drabble: Fall(ing)

    • Thanks BD — I am happy and whistful and thinking about Happy (Hour).

      The pig is from the window of a restaurant that we ate at when we were back east in NC and Virginia this summer. Pretty awesome, isn’t it? I was actually just thinking of switching it out to something more autumnal.

  1. I love it! I have been going to go outside and just lie down in the leaves and stare up at the sky. It’s been raining for over a week, however, so I will wait until it dries out!

  2. that was so sweet. except, my grandpa falls a lot. and it made me think, “oh no! I hope he fell on purpose!” ;) I could totally picture it. Hurray for fall!

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